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Diamond no Ace: Coach, I Want to Be a Batter, Not a Pitcher!

Chapter 6 6: Those Who Work Hard Will Always Have Privileges · Nov 12, 2026

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1 Chapter 1 1: Seidou High School Baseball Club 2026-11-12
2 Chapter 2 2: The Evil Duo 2026-11-12
3 Chapter 3 3: Ushijima Wakatoshi’s Strength 2026-11-12
4 Chapter 4 4: Ushijima Wakatoshi’s Surprising Batting Average 2026-11-12
5 Chapter 5 5: Silver-Level Cutter Ball 2026-11-12
6 Chapter 6 6: Those Who Work Hard Will Always Have Privileges 2026-11-12
7 Chapter 7 7: Coach Kataoka’s Recognition and Appreciation 2026-11-12
8 Chapter 8 8: Tanba vs. Ushijima 2026-11-12
9 Chapter 9 9: The Ace Who Gets Excited 2026-11-12
10 Chapter 10 10: The Last Ball 2026-11-12
11 Chapter 11 11: The First String! Position: Outfielder? 2026-11-12
12 Chapter 12 12: Seido’s Batting Lineup 2026-11-12
13 Chapter 13 13 Shocked! Ushijima, what is your ball speed? 2026-11-12
14 Chapter 14 14: Coach! Please Listen to Me! 2026-11-12
15 Chapter 15 15: Physical Requirements of a Pitcher 2026-11-12
16 Chapter 16 16: A Beastly Shot 2026-11-12
17 Chapter 17 17: Terrifying Ball Power 2026-11-12
18 Chapter 18 18: The Drifting Two-Seam 2026-11-12
19 Chapter 19 19: One Dares to Call, One Dares to Throw 2026-11-12
20 Chapter 20 20: Give the Senior a Trick 2026-11-12
21 Chapter 21 21: Striking Out Yuki(Bonus Chapter) 2026-11-12
22 Chapter 22 22: Steal the Ace Number 2026-11-12
23 Chapter 23 23: Seido’s Chant 2026-11-12
24 Chapter 24 24: First Game! VS Ichidai San High School 2026-11-12
25 Chapter 25 25: Stealing Tactics 2026-11-12
26 Chapter 26 26: Continuously Torturing the Opponent 2026-11-12
27 Chapter 27 27: First-Year Ace 2026-11-12
28 Chapter 28 28: First Appearance in an Official Match 2026-11-12
29 Chapter 29 29: The Sinful Man & the Man with the Heart — A Perfect Match! 2026-11-12
30 Chapter 30 30: Calmness Unlike a First-Year 2026-11-12
31 Chapter 31 31: A Head-to-Head Battle with the Cleanup Hitter 2026-11-12
32 Chapter 32 32: A Low Batting Average Doesn’t Mean You Can’t Hit 2026-11-12
33 Chapter 33 33: Crazy 2026-11-12
34 Chapter 34 34: Continued Entanglement 2026-11-12
35 Chapter 35 35: First Battle a Success! Three Treasure Chests 2026-11-12
36 Chapter 36 36: Enhanced Strike Strength 2026-11-12
37 Chapter 37 37: One-on-One Starting Lineup 2026-11-12
38 Chapter 38 38: The Kominato Brothers’ Dream 2026-11-12
39 Chapter 39 39: The Passion of the Welcome Game 2026-11-12
40 Chapter 40 40 One Softness, One Hardness 2026-11-12
41 Chapter 41 41: Gold Cutter 2026-11-12
42 Chapter 42 42: The Future Belongs to You 2026-11-12
43 Chapter 43 43: The Upgraded Sense of Oppression 2026-11-12
44 Chapter 44 44: Seido’s Starting Lineup Batting Average 2026-11-12
45 Chapter 45 45: Hit Rate and Penalties 2026-11-12
46 Chapter 46 46: Shameless Sawamura 2026-11-12
47 Chapter 47 47: Sawamura, the Drama Queen 2026-11-12
48 Chapter 48 48: Showdown with Furuya 2026-11-12
49 Chapter 49 49: Furuya at Odds 2026-11-12
50 Chapter 50 50: Teaching Furuya a Lesson 2026-11-12

”Hahahaha—!”

Just as Ushijima Wakatoshi was lost in thought about his pitch repertoire, an extremely discordant voice suddenly rang out behind him.

Dragging a tire along the ground, Sawamura Eijun came charging over.

”Ushijima, you bastard! Secretly doing extra training again?!”

”Are you trying to take this chance to surpass me—the future Ace Pitcher?!”

”Let me tell you right now, it’s impossible! I’ll work even harder than you!”

Faced with Sawamura’s lively, noisy, and thick-skinned enthusiasm, Ushijima merely nodded calmly.

”Mhm. Good luck, genius.”

”Haha—!”

”So you do think I’m a genius, right?! Haha!”

”You’ve got good taste, kid. I like you!”

Sawamura laughed loudly, completely satisfied. Surprisingly, Ushijima didn’t feel annoyed in the slightest. On the contrary, his mood lightened.

The two of them continued running around the field together.

Before long, Sawamura’s stamina completely bottomed out. He slowed, gasping for breath, legs trembling.

Meanwhile, Ushijima Wakatoshi didn’t stop.

He kept running—steady, unhurried—until the rest of the team gradually arrived at the field.

When the second- and third-year players saw Ushijima already drenched in sweat, they were once again stunned.

This first-year… was at it again.

It had been like this for several days now.

Seido’s training schedule was fixed.

Assembly at 5:00 AM.

Training until 8:00 AM.

Thirty minutes to shower and eat breakfast.

Classes at 8:30 AM.

Yet every morning, before they even arrived—

”It’s Ushijima Wakatoshi again.”

”He’s been the first one here for six days straight, hasn’t he?”

”Every time we gather, he’s already soaked in sweat.”

”Who shares a dorm with this guy…?”

The upperclassmen whispered among themselves.

The two people who did share a dorm with him exchanged complicated looks.

Isashiki Jun and Shirasu Kenjiro both looked slightly uncomfortable.

”Hey, Ushijima, you bastard!”

Isashiki pointed at him and shouted loudly.

”You’re making your senior look lazy!”

Despite the fierce tone, there was no real malice in his words. Anyone who knew Isashiki understood—he just had a loud voice and a scary face.

As for Shirasu, he remained the same as always: plain-looking, quiet, and almost invisible.

At this moment, the entire team had already assembled.

Only one person hadn’t taken his place yet.

Coach Kataoka Tesshin raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

Two minutes remained before the 5:00 AM assembly time.

Seeing this, Ushijima didn’t rush over. Instead, he insisted on finishing his final lap.

Only after completing it did he calmly step into formation.

Right on time.

5:00 AM sharp.

”How many kilometers did you run?”

Coach Kataoka asked, his expression stern.

”Twenty kilometers.”

The entire field went silent.

”—!!!”

”What?!”

”Is he insane?! Twenty kilometers?!”

”He’s lying—there’s no way!”

”Twenty kilometers in under an hour?! What kind of stamina is that?!”

Isashiki felt completely disheartened.

”You’re not doubting him, are you?” Kominato Ryosuke asked with a gentle smile.

”…No,” Isashiki replied firmly.

At that moment, Shirasu spoke quietly.

”Ushijima wakes up at exactly 4:00 AM every day.”

”He puts on his shoes and leaves the dorm immediately.”

”He comes to the field and runs until we assemble.”

”…Less than an hour. Twenty kilometers.”

Even the third-years were shaken.

”This… this is a freshman?”

”Even I can’t do that.”

”Does anyone on our team run twenty kilometers in an hour?”

”Look at his undershirt—it’s completely soaked, and training hasn’t even started yet.”

Coach Kataoka looked at Ushijima for a long moment before speaking.

”Ushijima.”

”You don’t need to stand in line.”

”Go change your clothes and prepare for training.”

Ushijima paused slightly, clearly surprised.

He hadn’t expected such treatment.

”I’ve been here at 4:10 AM every day,” Kataoka continued.

”And every time, I see you running.”

”Among over 110 players, you are the only one who has run twenty kilometers in about an hour for six consecutive days.”

”From now on, after completing your run, you may go change and return directly for routine training.”

”Those who are diligent, hardworking, and dedicated—”

”Will always receive privileges.”

”Go.”

”Yes, Coach.”

Under the gaze of the entire team, Ushijima quickly headed for the locker room.

The moment he left, something ignited among the players.

If a first-year could work this hard—

What excuse did the second- and third-years have?

A fierce fighting spirit erupted across the field.

”Damn it… I can’t sit still anymore.”

Kuramochi Yoichi felt the strongest sense of crisis.

The reason was simple.

Ushijima Wakatoshi played the same position as him.

Shortstop.

Ushijima’s batting was already better than his.

His speed was faster.

And now—this monster was waking up an hour earlier every day to run twenty kilometers?

For Kuramochi, running twelve kilometers in an hour would already be impressive.

But twenty?

What kind of stamina was that?

What kind of monster had Seido recruited?

As a direct competitor, Kuramochi felt intense pressure.

”Hehe~”

Standing beside him, Miyuki Kazuya wore a wicked, amused grin.

”Better work harder, young man.”

”Your junior is far more outstanding than you.”

”At this rate, your First String starting spot might disappear.”

”Hahaha.”

”Shut up!!!”

Kuramochi roared, veins bulging.

The more irritated he became, the more satisfied Miyuki looked.

Kuramochi did train hard.

But he wasn’t blind.

Over the past six days, he had been paying attention.

Ushijima couldn’t hit long balls—but his infield hitting was terrifying.

His infield hit batting average ranked first on the team.

His on-base percentage was also first.

As for Kuramochi?

He was known as Seido’s ”Fastest Man.”

Speed was the reason he had secured his starting position.

His batting, however, was merely average.

Even so, Kuramochi’s foot speed was among the best in high school baseball.

Yet—

Even that wasn’t enough.

He had timed himself repeatedly.

At his fastest, he could reach first base in 4.2 seconds.

Ushijima Wakatoshi?

He was still 0.1 seconds faster.

And that difference—

Was enough to decide everything.

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